I spent an hour this afternoon curled up on the couch with my little girl. It's chilly outside, a day that can't seem to decide whether it wants to be gloomy or sunny. We had a few things left to do, but our books beckoned and we couldn't resist. She got lost in Little House on the Prairie. I got lost in Anna Quindlen's Every Last One.
I made tea and cocoa and we sipped our mugs on the couch, sharing the cozy white blanket.
Quiet days are gifts, aren't they?
"Do not let your adorning be external—the braiding of hair and the putting on of gold jewelry, or the clothing you wear— but let your adorning be the hidden person of the heart with the imperishable beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which in God's sight is very precious."
1 Peter 3:3-4